Dying is Easy Than Loving - No One Left to Read Campaign

The car stopped in front of the casino, Nizam got out of the car in a hurry, he ran into the casino, there was no piano sound, the mansion was silent, he walked to the next hall, the piano's lid was closed, he looked at the hall with his eyes. He scanned, Anya was by the window, smoking a cigarette. When he saw Nizam walking towards him, Nizam saw a trace of surprise on his face for the first time. He went and stood in front of the woman: - What is your name? - Why do you ask? - Because I'm wondering if you'll say your name when no one is around, when we're both here alone in the morning light. - Is that why you came? - Yes, Anya, that's why I came. - You learned my name. - I found out... But I wonder if you will tell me your name too... What is your name, Anya? Anya looked at Nizam's face, into his eyes, and saw there what no one had ever seen before, a flash of madness burning itself to destruction. He was not afraid of this, someone else might have been afraid of it, but he was not afraid of it, on the contrary, for the first time, a sparkle of joy appeared in the emptiness of his gaze. - You are crazy. - Yes, Anya... What is your name? Anya took a drag from her cigarette, blew towards the ceiling, turned her gaze towards Nizam, looked at him for a long time, and spoke slowly, almost tenderly. -My name is Anya...

(From the Promotional Bulletin)

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